Besides, the Duanyue Sect is a top-grade sect after all. If nothing unexpected happens in this trial, most of them will be able to snatch the position of the Holy Sect from Shanhai Sect. Even if Lu Xiuwen and others die now, they will not have no chance. If they were scared by the old monkey and fled in panic, the disciples of the Duanyue Sect will not have the face to see others in the future, and how can they have the face to compete for the position of the Holy Sect?

Sect Master, are you not afraid of that Zhen Fengliu, but we are afraid, you have seen how sinister, vicious, despicable, shameless the old monkey is! Look at the sect Master with a proud and righteous look on his face, and then look at the elder who is twitching all over his body on the ground, and the disciples of Duanyue Sect almost burst into tears.

"Don't worry, I will be more careful these days. It would be fine if he doesn't come. If he dares, don't think about leaving alive." Seeing their worries, Zuo Hongan said sternly again, with a strong and cold murderous intent in his eyes.

After hearing what he said, the disciples of Duanyue Sect finally felt relieved. No matter what, the sect leader's strength is still far stronger than Zhen Fengliu. As long as he is careful to prevent, the old monkey may not be able to gain a advantage. If he fights again, the sect leader will never give him any chance to survive.

Unfortunately, they obviously underestimated Yelang Sect. If Yelang Sect is really so easy to defend, how could it make people feel disgusted? If the Yelang Sect's people are so easy to kill, how could this sect like a dog skin plaster be passed down to this day? I don't know how many times it has been destroyed.

The sky is getting darker and birds and beasts return to their nests. Outside the Qingqiu Gorge, the station of the Duanyue Sect is quiet, even a little depressingly quiet.

"Sect Master, how is Elder He's injury? Is it important?" A disciple asked Zuo Hong'andao, who had just walked out of the room after checking his injuries.

"Fortunately, I don't have any worries about my life." Zuo Hongan said. He said it was okay, but his face was extremely heavy.

Zhen Fengliu's kick was really too monstrous. Although He Yandao saved his life, it was probably impossible to pass on the clan to receive it. Of course, at such an age, he didn't have to think about passing on the clan to pass on the clan. But the problem is that the kick hurts the meridians and it will be difficult to recover without ten days and half a month. Even if it recovers, his future cultivation will be greatly affected. I am afraid that it will be difficult to make any progress again, and his way of a saint master will end from then on.

Not long after Lu Xiuwen and other elite disciples died, the strongest among the elders, He Yandao, was so injured again. Zuo Hong'an's depression can be imagined.

Although Zuo Hongan spoke vaguely, the disciple still heard the implication - it was just that his life was free, and in other aspects, he might be worried. So he also showed a sad look on his face.

"How are you, brothers? Zhen Fengliu hasn't come back, right?" Zuo Hongan asked.

Although he had absolute confidence in his strength, he also knew that if he could deal with Zhen Fengliu, his disciples could not deal with it, so he immediately ordered his disciples to take strict precautions as soon as he came back. Several personal disciples patrolled everywhere in the garrison.

"I haven't come back, my brothers and sisters are much more at ease." The disciple came back.

"That's good. It seems that I'm too worried. My palm was made with all my strength. Although Zhen Fengliu was lucky enough to save his life, he must have been very injured. How dare he come back? After dinner, let everyone rest early." Zuo Hongan shook his head and said.

If you think about it carefully, even he himself felt that he was a bit of a big deal. He was a strong man at the peak of the third grade of the Emperor Saint, and Zhen Fengliu was only a second grade of the Emperor Saint. If he had a full force of his palm, he would definitely be seriously injured. It would be a blessing to be able to save his life. How dare he come back?

"Yes, the sect leader..." the disciple bowed and replied.

"Ah..." Before he could finish his words, a scream came from outside.
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